Quick Transmigration: The Beautiful Host Wants to Have Both Love and Career

As Ran Cang turned around, her hairpin shimmered with tiny golden light in the sunlight.

She carefully carried a stack of talismans, quickly walked to Sui Si, and respectfully handed them over:

“Master, this is an improved locator. After many tests, I can see that it can avoid the gale layer during teleportation.”

As she spoke, her gaze kept drifting towards the distant palace, a hint of worry hidden in her eyes.

Sui Si's slender fingertips gently traced the flowing patterns on the talisman paper. Beneath the cool touch lay Ran Cang's painstaking efforts.

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "You can go find Jun Li Que now."

Ran Cang turned around abruptly, his eyes filled with astonishment:

"Master hasn't returned yet!"

"I'll leave you alone to guard the Demon Emperor's Palace, Master. If you encounter any danger..."

Before she could finish speaking, Sui Si slammed the teacup on the stone table, making the vermilion brush on the table jump.

Ran Cang quickly corrected himself: "This disciple was momentarily careless and forgot about Master's strength. Please forgive me, Master."

"Now that you have completed your studies, staying in the Demon Emperor's Palace is just too boring."

Sui Si waved his wide sleeves, swirling up the scattered talismans on the ground with a rustling sound.

"He pesters the palace maids for sweet cakes all day long, chases monsters around the training ground, and even blew a hole in the alchemy furnace yesterday!"

Thinking of all this, he rubbed his temples and sighed, "It would be better to go to the Northern Border for training, so they won't cause trouble under my nose."

Ran Cang stamped her feet in frustration, her voice tinged with grievance:

"But my master..."

Before he could finish speaking, Sui Si interrupted him.

A crystal jade slip slid out from Sui Si's sleeve, and as its spiritual light swirled, Jun Sui's image appeared clearly:

"A-Sui had already sent a message to let us know that everything was safe and sound. The demon race's borders have been protected by three layers of barriers, and everything is under control."

Seeing Ran Cang's hesitant expression, he suddenly narrowed his eyes, his tone carrying a hint of teasing:

"Stop rambling. You're just procrastinating and don't know how to bring it up with Jun Li Que!"

Before he finished speaking, Sui Si strode forward and pushed Ran Cang by the back, leading him towards the door.

Ran Cang struggled frantically, shouting:

"Master! Master!"

I haven't packed my bags yet! I haven't brought enough teleportation scrolls either!

But then a flash of silver light appeared, and a heavy bundle landed precisely in her arms.

"The talismans, pills, and the Xuan Tie sword have all been stacked into a palm-sized mass using magic."

As Sui Si spoke, he pushed the person forward, "If you dawdle any longer, I'll teleport you straight to the Northern Ice Cave!"

The moment the gate slammed shut behind him, Ran Cang collapsed onto the stone steps, clutching his bundle.

The sun was shining so brightly on the stone steps that they were scorching hot, but she was completely oblivious.

Gazing at the birds circling above the palace walls, she suddenly grinned and shouted:

"Master! Your disciple will definitely bring back the rarest treasures!"

He will return safely, so please don't worry! Don't fret about your disciple!

The echoes reverberated through the empty corridor, startling the white doves under the eaves into fluttering flight.

Once Ran Cang's footsteps had completely faded away, Sui Si leaned against the door frame and let out a long sigh of relief.

As dusk crept up the palace walls, it bathed his fair, jade-like face in a warm glow.

He strolled slowly back to his room, tapped the star chart on the desk with his fingertips, and murmured to himself:

"Northern Ice Soul, Floating Island Lingzhi... I really should go to the Demon Clan Lantern Festival tonight to hunt for some treasures."

Thinking about the free time that was about to begin, a smile involuntarily crept onto my lips.

His plain white wide sleeves swept casually across the table, gathering the scattered talismans into a ball, stuffing it into a drawer, and muttering to himself:

"At least I don't have to clean up the mess this girl made anymore."

However, as he sat alone in the empty room, listening to the wind rising outside the window and looking at the unfinished talisman paper on the table, a sense of reluctance arose in his heart.

He sighed softly, got up and walked to the window, gazing in the direction Ran Cang had left, his eyes gentle and distant.

Perhaps this is the dilemma of being a teacher.

He both hoped that his disciples would spread their wings and soar high, yet he couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness at the time of parting.

But he knew that Ran Cang would eventually embark on his own path, and he would quietly wait for his disciple's return in this great hall.

As dusk fell, it was like an overturned rouge box, staining the glazed tiles of the city amber.

Sui Si arrived at the foot of the Demon Emperor's Palace Mountain under the last rays of the sunset. The distant noise and the sweet aroma of candy wafted towards him.

As he passed through the archway engraved with the Taotie pattern, he subconsciously tightened his cuffs—after all, having spent too long in the main hall, the sudden surge of people made even his breathing become labored.

The lanterns on both sides of the long street lit up one after another. In the warm yellow light, the demons either carried bamboo baskets and moved back and forth, or sat around the stalls laughing and chatting.

Sui Si strolled along with his hands behind his back, his gaze pausing slightly as he swept over the street scene:

The silver-haired girl had two dark dragon horns swaying on her head. As she bargained with the vendor, her snake tail nimbly curled up the candied hawthorns behind her.

The old man selling masks had hawk-like claws, yet he gently protected a revolving lantern with his delicately feathered wings.

As children chased and played, the fish tails splashed water on the stone pavement, causing passersby to scatter.

"Is this immortal lord lost?"

The sweet, soft voice startled Sui Si back to his senses. He looked up and saw a girl with rabbit ears tilting her head and looking him up from behind the sugar painting stall.

The girl's fluffy tail swept across the cutting board, leaving a few specks of gold dust on the phoenix pattern outlined in syrup.

Sui Si then realized that her moon-white wide sleeves were too eye-catching in the crowd, and her simple hair tied up was out of place with the colorful decorations around her. No wonder she attracted the attention of passersby.

He took a half step back without making a sound, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the jade pendant at his waist.

The shouts of a street performer could be heard in the distance, and a figure leaping through the ring of fire left a trail of leopard print, drawing cheers from the crowd.

Looking at the bustling scene, Sui Si suddenly remembered Jun Sui's words about the free-spirited and unrestrained nature of the demon race.

At this moment, it seems as if I have stumbled into a dream of a hundred demons having a revelry.

"Oh, this young master is truly handsome!"

The drunken tiger demon staggered closer, its fluffy tail nearly knocking over the candied hawthorn stand.

"But this outfit...did he run away from some old-fashioned Taoist temple?"

Laughter erupted around him. Sui Si's ears burned, and he turned to leave, only to see a woman with deer antlers walking towards him, holding an infant in her arms and waving transparent cicada wings.

The heat wave from the crowd, carrying a strange fragrance, surged over, and Sui Si suddenly felt a little breathless.

He quietly retreated to the alley entrance, his fingertips tracing the cool patterns on the jade pendant, and he seemed to hear Jun Sui's gentle voice again:

"If Ah Si is shy, she will transform into a fox..."

After hesitating for a moment, he softly chanted an incantation. Silver-white fox ears peeked out from his hair, and a silver-white fox tail hung down on the bluestone slab, its soft fur shimmering in the lantern light.

When he stepped back into the crowd, he finally disappeared from the public eye. The bunny-eared girl enthusiastically offered him a sugar painting, her fox tail brushing casually against the back of his hand.

"She's so beautiful!"

Sui Si held the sugar painting, watching the laughing crowd on the street, and his tense shoulders gradually relaxed.

He heard bursts of fireworks in the distance. Looking up, he saw a snow-white fox-shaped figure winking at him amidst the dazzling light.

Sui Si tucked her fox ears back slightly, her tail tip swaying unconsciously, trying to blend into the lively lantern festival.

But he underestimated his own excellence—even in the form of a fox demon, his aloof and otherworldly temperament was like a white plum blossom blooming alone in the cold night, standing out in the bustling demon capital.

"Look! That little demon is so pretty!"

The first to spot him were a few chubby-cheeked little devils, their eyes sparkling as they tugged at their parents' clothes.

"They're even prettier than the silk flowers at the market!"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding demons all turned their heads, and the previously noisy discussion suddenly fell silent for a moment, followed by a chorus of exclamations.

"The color of its fur is even purer than snow!"

The spice-selling snake demon put down the glass bottle in his hand, his tongue flicking as he sized up Sui Si.

"But its tail gleams with a silvery sheen, like moonlight; it's truly an exceptional specimen I've never seen before."

An old man selling masks approached, leaning on a wooden cane, his hawk-like eyes scanning Sui Si: